Honghuang: Oh no, the Witch Clan Chief has lost his mind!

This process of separating the primordial spirit seemed to last for millions of years.

It seemed to last only a moment.

A powerful primordial spirit, carrying the consciousness of revelation, detached from the body.

The moment Tianqi's primordial spirit appeared, the Ancestral Witches immediately activated their powerful array to bless Tianqi.

The small axe that had been hovering in front of him flew high into the air.

Two consecutive axe blows struck his primordial spirit.

The originally intact primordial spirit and consciousness were instantly cleaved into three parts of different sizes.

Two large and one small.

After a period of twisting, these three parts of the primordial spirit and consciousness...

They became three identical Apocalyptic Primordial Spirits.

Of the three primordial spirits, two were of different sizes. One carried the lofty aura of the Heavenly Dao, while the other carried the aura of humanity in the mortal world.

The last and most solidified primordial spirit, which also carried the most emotions and memories, slowly sank into the suspended axe.

As Tianqi's primordial spirit and consciousness left his body, his physical form instantly lost all its vitality and collapsed limply.

Di Jiang gently supported it using his spatial powers.

Only a faint heartbeat and the boundless ancestral shamanic energy remained.

The Heavenly Dao Primordial Spirit and the Human Dao Primordial Spirit each smiled and nodded at the group of Ancestral Witches.

It then transformed into a stream of light, vanished into the void, and disappeared.

Dijiang watched as Tianqi tried to maintain the saintly realm of Xiangyang and Wu.

He actually left himself with such a weak amount of power.

With red-rimmed eyes, he hissed:

"Now's the time! Let's make our move!"

The other Ancestral Witches, their eyes also red, attacked with all their might.

Twelve streams of primordial energy, each a different color, surged forth.

In an instant, they gathered together and were poured into the small axe!

The small axe burst forth with unprecedented light, creating a blurry, towering figure brimming with boundless power.

It slowly emerged from the light.

When the figure solidified, it was drawn into the body left behind by the Ancestral Witches.

After doing all this, calmly wipe away your tears.

The six paths of reincarnation behind him solidified and manifested completely, as he fully activated his own power of reincarnation.

In an instant, the void opened, revealing an extremely thin, yet undeniably connected, gray-white thread of cause and effect.

It trembled and pointed towards some unknown place deep within the chaos.

"Open the passage!"

As the passage opened, the Heavenly Revelation Primordial Spirit bowed once more to the Ancestral Witches before disappearing into the small axe.

The axe suddenly seemed to come alive, letting out a clear, joyful yet resolute ringing sound.

Seeing this, the Ancestral Witches activated the grand formation once more, pouring their full primordial power into the little axe.

It helps it break through the boundaries of time and space.

Almost simultaneously, the Apocalyptic Witch, whose eyes had been tightly closed, suddenly opened them.

The sun, moon, mountains, and rivers appeared before his eyes, and his aura and the Daoist principles surrounding him became even more profound and unfathomable. His expression was also completely different from the original Tianqi.

He slowly stood up, looked down at his hands,

We shook hands somewhat awkwardly.

But the surging power flowed naturally within him without any obstruction!

He looked at the small axe in front of him and sighed:

"You've got guts and tricks up your sleeve!"

I knew I hadn't misjudged him back then!

"Since you're leaving, let me see you off one last time!"

Having said that, the new Apocalypse, or rather, Pangu who obtained the body of the Apocalypse Ancestral Witch,

His blood and qi surged violently throughout his body.

A single drop of the ancestral witch's blood essence, whose terrifying aura caused the ghosts of the entire underworld to wail in agony, condensed out.

It instantly disappeared into the small axe, which was immediately stained blood red!

With the support of the two forces, the little axe no longer hesitated and instantly transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into the depths of the netherworld along the gray-white thread!

After Pangu watched the little axe disappear...

Turning to look at the twelve faces surrounding him, faces filled with mixed emotions of joy and sorrow, so familiar yet somehow different, he said with a complex expression:

"You all go out first! I'll stay inside and adjust to the atmosphere!"

He was very familiar with the power of this body.

But he mostly slept inside the small axe, needing time to adapt to the remaining bodily memories and blood ties within this body.

Moreover, he felt that his relationship with the Ancestral Witch was currently in a rather complicated state.

He used to be their little brother, but now he's suddenly their father.

Perhaps they need some time to adjust!

Dijiang stepped forward, carefully sensing the earth-shattering changes in the other party's soul essence.

And that deep-rooted blood connection,

Finally, he let out a long sigh, and said in a relieved tone:

"Father God, welcome back!"

The other ancestral witches also offered their congratulations, but their hearts remained filled with complex emotions.

They themselves have no idea how they feel right now!

Originally, the Father God's return would have been a tremendously good thing.

But the departure of Apocalypse Brother diluted this joy to almost nothing!

Although two parts of Tianqi's consciousness and primordial spirit remained in Xiangyang and Wu's bodies,

However, these two consciousnesses will inevitably develop along two completely different paths in different environments and locations after the consciousness is completely separated.

While the core concepts will certainly not change, the Ancestral Witches are now facing a dilemma.

Then he'll miss his little brother.

Who should I go to catch up with? That is the question!

With this question in mind, the group of ancestral witches bid farewell to Pangu and left the Pangu Palace.

......

the other side,

Apocalypse's little axe followed the path that Pingxin had carved out.

It has traversed countless times of time, space, and distance.

Finally, we arrived at the underworld of Earth!

As the sense of traveling through space and time disappeared, Apocalypse's dormant primordial spirit struggled to open its eyes inside the small axe.

While it's called opening one's eyes, it's really just the primordial spirit's perception of the outside world.

However, after such a long period of traversing, even with the small axe protecting him from the outside, his senses were becoming somewhat blurred.

Now he only felt that the world outside the little axe was blurry and indistinct.

It's like looking through frosted glass covered in dust.

He shook his head, carefully sensing the surroundings.

They could no longer sense the familiar body of the Ancestral Witch, nor feel the vast power of the Primordial Grand Luo.

Even the connection between the Heavenly Dao and the Human Dao avatars,

It has become so faint as to be almost nonexistent, leaving only a faint, ethereal connection originating from the same source.

However, it is precisely because of the existence of these things that...

This indirectly proves that Tianqi's experience in the primordial world was not a dream.

"here it is……?!"

Apocalypse carefully sensed the surrounding environment.

He was surrounded by a vast, yet strangely familiar, dimly lit space.

In front of the small, floating axe was a huge, slowly rotating stone disc.

It was covered with unfamiliar runes and patterns, exuding an aura of the cycle of life and death, guiding the souls of the dead.

But compared to the Six Paths of Reincarnation transformed by Lady Pingxin,

The profound sense of depth and the power of reincarnation within this stone disc,

The difference is more than billions of times greater.

The difference between the two is like the difference between a Tesla's open falcon-wing door and a public trash can's open metal lid...!

"Is this a projection of Sister Pingxin's Wheel of Reincarnation...?"

Or is it a counterfeit? I've never seen one like it before!